Save the Ta-Tas

This past Saturday I got up at 5:30am. Are you reading this?? 5:30 AM. As in, before the sun came up. AND I didn’t have to go to work that day. To be clear, there are very few things that will get me up at such an ungodly hour. A paycheck will do it, and after this weekend, it’s apparent I will also get up for…boobs. I got up at 5:30am because of boobs.

Guys, you’re with me on this, right? You would get up at 5:30am for boobs wouldn’t you? I’m surprised I didn’t see more men at the Race For The Cure in Raleigh this past Saturday, since you think they would be equally, if not more concerned with saving the ta-tas. I can tell you right now that if I had to have my breast removed Chase that would be way more upset than me. He actually once confessed that he “wouldn’t be opposed” to me getting a boob job. And I had to do everything I could not to laugh in his face because unless I get cancer THAT IS NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN.

Fun fact – if you attend the race and are a woman that has beaten breast cancer, you get to wear a special bright pink shirt. If you’re a man though, they give you a lame gray one. Seriously, you can barely pick them out of the crowd. Maybe the shirt designers feel that men are self conscious about the fact that they had breast cancer, but if I ever beat cancer, of any variety, I better be given the brightest shirt available and a blow horn cause I am gonna let everyone know that I kicked cancer’s ASS and yeah, it may have been in my breasts but that still means I’m tougher than you. Just sayin.

And in case you’re wondering, I was in the recreational walk, not the actual race where you have to run and stuff. That would have required that I get up at 4:30 am instead of 5:30am. And it would have required running, which pretty much sums up my version of hell. Since the boobs in question wouldn’t know the difference as to what speed I went, I figured that a leisurely walk was the preferred option.

My point in all this rambling is that this is a cause we should all be equally concerned about. All the ladies who came out on Saturday should drag their husbands along next time, cause certainly we can all agree that boob health is not something that only affects women. Again, to all the men – you would get up early for boobs, right? Or at least send a little support their way?

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2 Thoughts on “Save the Ta-Tas”

You and your family are sooooo special. I’m with you on waking up for the boobs….It’s not just about the boobs, it’s about losing people you love because of boobs. Thank God for the survivors now….my Aunt and my Mom weren’t as lucky. My Aunt left three little boys under the age of eight. My mom never recovered fully from the loss of her sister and then Cancer eventually took her life. This is very serious stuff and THANK YOU for walking with me and your family to kick cancer in the behind! Hugs……

Thanks for the comment Virginia! I know I’m being a bit light-hearted in this post, so thank you for the reminder that it is a really serious issue. So sorry for your loss, hopefully they’ll find a cure soon so others don’t have to go through that! Hugs back…